Have you ever had a childhood dream that didn’t come true. Well I have and I finally made it come true even though it was a bit of disappointment at the same time. Searching for treasures with a metal detector along a pristine sandy beach has always intrigued me, but I never gave it a try until this week at Wildwood, New Jersey when I finally used my metal detector.
I remember watching people metal detecting in the movies as a child because no beach scene was considered complete without the image of someone using a metal detector. It seemed like a great past time that I would enjoy and it became even more appealing to me when I saw it in person at Ocean City, Maryland during the 1990’s.
To be perfectly honest, it didn’t look to cool in person. If anything, it looked a bit nerdy and I was reluctant to give it a try because I was worried what people would think of me. It always seemed to be some old guy with a big floppy hat and some sort of obnoxiously bright colored shirt. And for some odd reason, their socks tended to be black while wearing sandals. Not a hip image at all.
As the years drifted by, I would always marvel at the people metal detecting on the beach and would point them out to my wife. As as a good partner, she would always suggest that I should it give a try and not to worry about what people think of me. She would always say that I will never see them again anyway so really does not matter.
A few years back my wife asked me what I wanted for Christmas and I added a metal detector to my list. Not an expensive one, just a run of the mill one that looked like it would get the job done. She got me the metal detector and it sat in the box for years. It’s pathetic,but seems to be a a consistent theme for me.
While on a family trip to Florida, I gave the metal detector a try on St. Augustine Beach in sunny Florida. It wasn’t very climactic and a bit boring. The beach wasn’t very crowded and I didn’t find anything at all. To say the least I was bit disappointed and placed the the detector on the shelf with doubts of ever using it again.
During preparations for our family Wildwood Beach vacation, my wife suggested that I grab the metal detector and bring it along. I thought about it for a few seconds and decided that it was a good idea. I grabbed the detector and made sure the batteries still worked. Shortly there after it was in the trunk of my car ready for a trip to the beach.
After a hot day playing in the sun on Wildwood Beach, the family decided to return to the condo for some needed relaxation. I returned with them even though I was still full of energy and my wife suggested that this would be a great opportunity for a second go around with the metal detector.
This sounded like a great idea since it was late afternoon and the beach was quickly emptying as people prepared for the night time beach goer festivities. I grabbed my detector, cellphone, headphones, and a desperately needed bottle of water.
So I ventured down to the beach and started metal detecting. The signs of metal hidden in the sand was a broken zipper that had signs of erosion. I continued metal detecting and found about 23 cents and an unknown amount of bottle caps. Not very climatic, but at least I found something in the sandbox called Wildwood, NJ .
I continued with my metal detector for about and one hour and finally gave up after finding my strongest signal being hidden underneath about a foot of sand. When I found the treasure, to my dismay it was a old soda can. At this point I had had enough of this disappointing adventure, but decided at the same time that it was quite rewarding.
The items that I found were treasures to me and that is all that mattered. I also quickly discovered that the average person thinks that metal detecting is cool, but are to shy or self conscious to give it a try.